"He's a man. Gabriel looked at Amon and said to Aristotle with a slight dissatisfaction.

Aristotle smiled and replied, "He is still a minor child, which meets your requirements." As you see, my lord, it was so difficult to find a man in this town who had no ash in his hair and no mud in his nails, and I only found him. And one more thing I want to tell you, this child is the miner who mined the Tears of the Gods, and if he did not have a pure heart and the favor of the goddess Isis, would he be able to welcome the Tears of the Gods?"

Gabriel sighed, and his tone softened a lot: "I heard the discussion on the other side of town, and I know who you brought, it turns out that the sacred stone mined by this boy is the Tears of the Gods, but he was almost punished by the priests here. ”

Aristotle nodded, "Yes...... So, can this kid stay?"

Amon glanced up at Gabriel and found that the warrior was staring at his face, his gaze seemed to have a sharp penetrating power, and as soon as his gaze touched, he involuntarily lowered his head. This adult is very beautiful, the most beautiful woman Amon has ever seen, but Amon feels that there is a surging tension in her upright posture, as if there is an illusion that will invisibly push people away, and the first impression is not her beauty, but majesty.

Gabriel: "Amon, you can stay, and follow the maid to change clothes later." The job you have to do is very simple, you are in charge of organizing Maria's food and daily utensils. ...... Well, you're a child, but be careful not to touch Maria when delivering things, and when Maria is washing and resting, you must avoid and not make a sound. ...... Also, you can't say a word to anyone about everything you hear or see here! ”

The first time she saw Amun, she called out his name, and demanded even stricter requirements from him than the rules of the temple, and even though Amon was still an underage boy, she reminded him not to touch Mary or he would be punished, but she did not say how, and Mary heard it upstairs.

Gabriel frightened Amun, and then asked the maid to lead him to change his clothes, for Amun's clothes were clean but shabby. Gabriel had another reason to find someone from the town to serve Maria, she didn't want anyone to know that Maria was learning magic, and it was naturally impossible for the ignorant residents of Duke to spread the word, and Rod Dick's retinue was not easy to say.

......

Before he first met Mary, Gabriel was the most beautiful woman Amun had ever seen, but when he saw Mary, Amon praised her from the bottom of his heart that she should be the most beautiful woman in the world. He was even a little distracted when he saw Mary, and subconsciously saluted: "Hello, noble Mary, I am a servant sent to serve you, my name is Amun. ”

Mary was about the same age as Amun, at most only two years older than him, and about the same height as him, while Amun had to call her Maria. Her hair was light brown with a soft amber sheen, slightly curled over her shoulders, and her eyes were light brown with a tinge of blue, like stars in the night sky, and like clear pools of water.

"You are the miner who greeted the tears of the gods, thank you for the blessing of the goddess Isis, and I thank you too!" When Maria spoke, she always looked directly into Amun's eyes, her gaze was calm and gentle, trying to remain calm and calm, but she couldn't hide a trace of curiosity.

This made Amon a little embarrassed, and he bowed his head in the habit of surname. Her facial features are beautiful, beautiful like a hazy imagination in a dream, especially her eyes. Amun, who lowered his head, couldn't help but blush a little, and thought to himself: "There has never been a girl like this in Duk Town, why does she always look into my eyes? Actually, she is a girl about the same age as me, I may not dare to look at her directly." ”

Amun's job was very simple, he prepared the utensils that Mary needed for her daily diet and daily life, sent them to the living room on the second floor, and when Mary had finished using them, he would clean them up and give them to the other servants. For example, Mary's three meals were delivered to her by Amun. Mary didn't eat much, less than a third of Amon's, but she had a lot to prepare.

All kinds of silver cutlery were placed on the small table, and Amon needed to wash his hands cleanly, and then cut the food, and put the knife and spoon in the prescribed position. The silver jar of goat's milk, the cup for drinking water, and the small plates dipped in salt and spices were placed on the left and right sides of the table, and the table was to be placed firmly facing the place where Mary was eating, so that no sound could be made, and no milk and soup should be spilled on the table.

This table and things are quite heavy, and it is not easy for an ordinary fourteen-year-old boy to hold such a table firmly on the second floor and put it down without a sound. But Amon could already control the heavy hammer to mine the Divine Stone, and it was easy for him.

When Maria eats, she hardly makes a sound, and even the utensils rarely collide together, and she is very quiet and seems very cultivated. Amun stood by and waited for her to finish eating, then took the table away, then brought water to wash her face and gargle, went out to avoid it, and when Mary had finished washing, she came in and took away the vessel with the water, and then stood on the stairs and waited for the call.

As a holy woman, if she is in the temple of Isis, she can serve as many servants if needed, but Mary is in the town of Duke, and Amun is currently the only servant who is directly responsible for food and living utensils.

Amon spent the longest time with Maria during the meal, Amun, who grew up in Duke Town since he was a child, had never seen a person with such clean bodies and clothes, and it may not be appropriate to describe Maria as clean, she gave people the feeling of purity. Amon couldn't speak without asking him, but during the break, after taking a sip of water or goat's milk, Maria would often ask him questions, such as the situation in Duk Town, how the miners mined the Sacred Stones, and so on, which she was also curious about.

Amon replied carefully, and he noticed that Maria seemed to have a habit of naturally looking him directly into the eyes when she spoke, and the corners of her lips seemed to be slightly raised, and a gentle smile floated. This made Amon feel a little uncomfortable, and his heart was beating a little chaotically, and he didn't even know where to put his hands.

"She's beautiful, I'd love to look at her, but why wouldn't I? Her gaze wasn't scary at all, why should I be afraid?" Amon said to himself in his heart, and even felt a hint of indescribable frustration.

Amon didn't know that Mary had not had this habit before, and was now doing what Gabriel had told her. Gabriel taught her the magic while telling her—

"Lord Mary, you are pure, this is the temperament of a saint. But you are too young and too docile, and as a proper saint, you are guarding the dignity of the goddess Isis, and you cannot give anyone a sense of cowardice. From now on, you have to pay attention to one thing, and that is to look anyone in the eye when you talk to them.

Your eyes should be peaceful, but there should be no flinch or evasion, just as the goddess looks at her people. Whether it is a prince or nobleman or a slave commoner, when you ask questions, you have to look them in the eyes like this, this is a holy woman. No one will dare to despise you, and under your gaze, they will feel the pity of the great goddess Isis. ”

But there was hardly anyone else around Mary who could allow her to "practice" like this, and the only suitable person was Amun. Poor Amon knew all this, he was quite bewildered by Mary's gaze. Amon didn't know Mary's identity, and even if someone told him, he didn't know what the patron saint of the temple of Isis was, he only knew that Mary was a noble nobleman, and he had to call her Lord, and he couldn't offend.

Is it offensive to look at this beautiful girl, and to meet her gaze? The old madman had never told of it, and the drunkard father could not have told him. I don't think so, she was looking at me!--Amon thought so in his heart, and at the same time felt that his heartbeat reaction was embarrassing, how could he be so uncompromising?

Fortunately, there was nothing disturbing about anything else, and the job of one gold coin a day seemed easy, but on the first night there was a little accident.

Amon was asleep on the wooden plank at the bottom of the stairs, and was having a very hazy dream. In the dream, Mary looked at him, and he looked at Mary with the same eyes. It felt strange, like just bathing in a cold spring in the Black Fire Jungle, sitting by the pool to rest.

At this moment, Amon suddenly heard an exclamation, the voice was not loud, and it was not so sharp when he deliberately suppressed his voice, but he was obviously very scared. It was Mary's voice, coming from the room on the second floor. Amon jumped up at once, he slept a little dazed, and in a trance forgot that he was not at home, and his head hit the wooden board under the stairs with a painful pain.

But Amon could not care about any of this, and came out of the stairs, and as soon as he held on to the wooden railing, he climbed upstairs, and rushed upstairs in three steps and two steps, and passed through the living room to the door of Mary's bedroom.

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